Piper Halliwell rushed down the stairs with a large over night bag. "Prue, is Phoebe home yet?" Piper yelled to her sister Prue. Her other sister had her car and Piper needed it to get to her boyfriend Dan's house. "No Piper," Prue said as Piper wandered towards the direction her voice was coming from. "Why don't you just take my car," she said as Piper walked into the living room. "Knowing Phoebe, she won't be home for another half- hour." Just then, the front door burst open and in stormed Phoebe/. "You won't believe what happed to me." Prue gave Piper a look. "Oh I'm soo sorry I'm late sweetie," she added, seeing her other sister standing to the side. "Yea, yea, save the apologies for when I get back. Just give me my car keys." Phoebe handed Piper her keys as Prue got up and grabbed Piper's bag. The three of them walked outside to Piper's car, and after Piper unlocked the doors, Prue put the bag in the car. The sisters said goodbye and Piper, now in the driver's seat, backed out of the driveway. Prue and phoebe had the whole weekend ahead of them without their middle sister around. They hoped there were no demon attacks. "Prue, I'm going out for a while," Phoebe called up the stairs to her sister who was getting ready for her date. "I don't think so," Prue said, opening the door to reveal her dressed in F:DSF:DGSJMGNFSDGNFLDK "Some one has to wait here incase . calls." "Why can't you?" Phoebe asked, knowing the answer already. "I've had this date for weeks and I keep getting interrupted with demon attacks. And besides, you promised." Phoebe groaned. She had promised Prue she would wait at home in case the call came. "Fine, have fun," she said as she gave her sister a hug when she came down the stairs.

A half-hour later, Phoebe sat in the kitchen eating and flipping through the Book of Shadows. (The Book of Shadows is the girls book of spells, they are sister witches!) Suddenly, the doorbell rang, and Phoebe jumped. 'I wonder who that is?' she thought. She closed the book, shoved it in the cupboard, and went to answer the door. On the front step was a young girl about 13 years old. She was carrying a grocery bad and over her shoulder was slung a purple backpack. The stranger looked like she was running away.

"Can I help you?" Phoebe asked. The girl had a frightened look on her face, and Phoebe felt bad. "I, uummm. can I come in for a minute?" she asked. "Sure," replied Phoebe. She led the girl into the living troom and invited her to ist dowm. "I know you and your sisters are witches," she said, sinking into the chair. Seeing the bewildered look on the older woman's face, said, "my name is Julia. I'm a witch too, but I just got my powers and my foster paretns freaked when I accidentally...... Puls," she added, her voice dropping to a whisper, "I think a demon is after me."